Samsara Paradise: Dream Weaver of Connections.

Five minutes later, the sound of fighting began to be heard in the west.

Just then, Lin Yi stumbled out of the crowd.

There was a totem pattern of the Sun Tribe painted on his forehead, the empty sleeve of his left arm was soaked in blood, and there were jagged lacerations on the broken limb.

In order to make the scene realistic enough, he deliberately let the three contractors tear off their arms - the wounds cut by a sharp weapon were too neat and would definitely not be hidden from the high priest's vicious eyes.

"High Priest! Swarms of flying insects suddenly swarmed out of the bushes in the west. They covered the sky like dark clouds. Soldiers, the soldiers are trapped!"

Although the old high priest was limited by the limitations of technology, his decades of experience in dealing with countless battle wounds made his eyesight comparable to that of the most savvy hunter.

Lin Yi knelt on one knee, his body soaked in the sticky blood of the Zerg, and every wound told of the brutality of the battle.

Bubuwang clung to his side, also covered in patterns and his fur was splattered with the same Zerg bodily fluids as his master.

The high priest's gaze lingered briefly on Lin Yi, catching a faint fluctuation of the mark.

The high priest had no doubt about this, and just nodded slightly - it was normal for the mark to fluctuate for a warrior who was seriously injured and had disordered breathing.

At this critical moment, who would doubt a warrior who shed blood for the tribe?

"How many Zerg are coming from the west?"

"I don't know. I could only see a bunch of flying insects in the forest. If I hadn't run fast, I would have been torn to pieces by those insects." When saying this, Lin Yi's eyes showed a trace of fear. He gesticulated and described the appearance of the flying shadows to the high priest and others.

Lin Yi's performance was perfect, with just the right amount of trembling in his voice, and even his breathing rhythm was controlled to perfection.

A flash of realization flashed across the high priest's cloudy eyes, and his cracked lips opened and closed slightly: "So that's how it is. No wonder this insect queen dared to attack our tribe. She actually cultivated a flying soldier."

A trace of solemnity flashed across the eyes of the high priest, and he said in a deep voice: "Pass the order down, mobilize the soldiers in the east, bring javelins, and immediately support the western front!"

The totem warrior took the order and left, while Lin Yi "weakly" half-knelt on the ground, gasping for breath, as if he would fall down at any time.

Bubuwang came over at the right time, rubbed his owner's arm with his blood-stained hair, and whimpered like a baby animal.

The high priest looked down at Lin Yi, his tone slightly softened: "You did a good job, the sun's rays shine upon you, brave warrior. The flying insects of the Zerg are indeed tricky, but the Sun Tribe will not fear any enemy."

Lin Yi nodded with difficulty, his voice hoarse: "High Priest...the wings of those flying insects are afraid of fire. If we can use fire attacks, we may be able to suppress them..."

The high priest's eyes gleamed, and he patted Lin Yi's shoulder with satisfaction: "Your information is very valuable. Come, take him to the warehouse to get the life stone and medicine. You go down first to heal your wounds."

Lin Yi pretended to bow his head in gratitude, then, with the help of two tribal warriors, he staggered back with an elder.

Lin Yi was brought to a low stone house deep in the tribe. The rough stone walls were covered with dark green vines.

This place seemed to be unguarded, but when Lin Yi approached, he could feel several pairs of eyes falling on him.

As the heavy animal skin curtain was lifted, a stuffy air mixed with the smell of herbs blew in.

The old man leaned slightly to the side, and glanced at Lin Yi with his cloudy eyes: "Listen, kid. The Life Stone is a gift from the Sun God, and it is not something you can use with your status."

Lin Yi lowered his head, but a barely perceptible sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He knew these old guys' tricks too well - under the strict hierarchy of the Sun Tribe, good things like the Life Stone were only available to the high priest and tribal leaders.

The old man in front of him clearly saw that he was "seriously injured and disabled" and wanted to embezzle the quota to give to his own faction's confidants.

Lin Yi suddenly started coughing violently, and his body swayed, as if he would fall down at any time.

He nodded weakly, but his right hand quietly wiped the corner of his mouth, using the cough as a cover, while he quickly scanned the internal structure of the stone house with his peripheral vision.

In the dim warehouse, bundles of dried herbs were hung on the beams, various weapons made of animal bones were piled in the corners, and on the altar at the innermost side, dozens of stones emitting light green fluorescence were enshrined in bronze vessels.

"Lie down." Seeing Lin Yi so obedient, the elder showed a satisfied look on his wrinkled face.

He turned around and took down a yellowed bone knife from the dusty wooden shelf, and pointed the tip of the knife at the stone bed covered with animal skins in the corner.

Although he had already made up his mind to embezzle Lin Yi's quota of life stones, he still had to put on a show - if this seriously injured warrior really died in the stone house and the high priest tracked him down, his position as an elder would be in jeopardy.

Bubuwang suddenly jumped out from behind Lin Yi, his hair standing on end and his sharp canine teeth flashing coldly in the firelight.

It stood in front of Lin Yi, letting out a low growl from its throat.

Lin Yi patted its head weakly and said softly, "It's okay."

Bubuwang then reluctantly stepped aside, but his eyes were still fixed on the elder's every move.

"A beast is a beast." The elder sneered and casually swung the bone knife in his hand, easily cutting open the blood-stained clothes on Lin Yi's left arm wound.

"Your arm..."

"It was cut off by the flying insect's sickle." Lin Yi spoke first and suddenly grabbed the elder's wrist with his right hand.

In the other party's astonished eyes: "Just like this."

Click!

The crisp sound of bones cracking was particularly harsh in the stone house. The elder's wrist bones twisted and deformed in an instant. He opened his mouth and was about to let out a scream when a black shadow flashed by like lightning - Bubu Wang's sharp canine teeth accurately cut into his throat, strangling the wailing that was about to come out forever in blood.

At the moment when the elder's body collapsed, Bubu Wang's agile body had already circled below and used his back to steadily support the falling corpse.

The whole process went smoothly, without even a drop of blood spilling on the ground.

After dealing with this elder, Lin Yi cast a healing spell on himself, and new flesh and bones began to grow on his broken arm at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a moment, one of the intact arms was able to move freely.

After standing up, Lin Yi began to pick out what items were in the room.

Lin Yi first came to the vicinity of these life stones and put all the more than 30 life stones into his pocket.

Lin Yi took a look at the properties of these life stones. Unfortunately, they were all low-level. The intermediate and high-level life stones were most likely collected by the high priest or the commander-in-chief and carried with them. This also resulted in the life stones left here being of low level.

Turning and walking towards the corner where weapons were piled, a hint of surprise flashed in Lin Yi's eyes.

He casually picked up a bone blade and felt a slight tingling sensation when his fingertips ran over the edge of the blade - it was clearly sharpened by the teeth of some extraordinary creature.

The quality of these equipments depends entirely on the materials themselves. As for the forging skills, to call them forging skills is already a compliment to these guys. If Reed saw their skills, they would probably be smashed on the head with two hammers. It's a complete waste of resources.

Lin Yi unceremoniously cleared out all the equipment in the warehouse. Although the forging techniques were rough, the value of these extraordinary creatures' bones themselves was astonishing enough.

Bubuwang pricked up his ears and let out a low whimper from his throat.

Lin Yi immediately stopped what he was doing and held his breath - outside the warehouse, chaotic footsteps were coming closer and closer, and the clanging of metal colliding and the hurried urging voices were intertwined.

"hurry up!"

"Damn it, the western defense line can't hold!"

After confirming that this group of people were just passing by, Lin Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

This also reminded Lin Yi that since there was already a commotion outside, he had even less time left.

The next second, Lin Yi started the "mopping up" operation without hesitation.

Ore? Load!

Herbs? Pretend!

Weird props with unknown purpose? Never mind, just install them first!

In just half a minute, Lin Yi stuffed most of the things in the warehouse into it.

It’s not that Lin Yi doesn’t want to stuff the remaining items in, but that he can’t move them.

There are special restrictions on these items. Once Lin Yi touches these items, the restrictions will be triggered immediately, and then he will be in trouble.

Looking at the corpse on the ground, Lin Yi put it in his bag and took out a totem warrior he had met in the forest before.

For this operation, he had already changed his appearance, and now he looked 80% similar to the totem warrior. His body shape, skeleton, and even the tiny scars left by the battle were all perfectly replicated by him.

When it comes to putting the blame on someone, details are key.

Lin Yi deliberately released a curse on this corpse.

Although the power of this curse had been deliberately weakened by him and its aura was so weak that it was almost imperceptible, for the perceptive high priest of the Sun Tribe, this little trace was enough to become a fuse.

Right now, the Sun Tribe is fighting with the Gaozhuo Tribe, which is good at witchcraft. The sudden theft of this warehouse, coupled with this carefully handled corpse, is like dropping a drop of water into a boiling oil pan - enough to cause a devastating explosion.

Lin Yi condensed a ray of abyss power at his fingertips and gently pressed it on the center of the eyebrows of the totem warrior's corpse.

The energy penetrated into the skin like a living thing, forming strange spider-web-like patterns under the skin, and then quickly disappeared.

Lin Yi patted the corpse's cold cheek with satisfaction, "When the old man sees this later, his expression will definitely be very interesting."

He neatly placed the corpse on the stone bed, and adjusted it into a cross-legged sitting position so that the eerie smile was facing the warehouse entrance.

After taking a final look at the looted warehouse, Lin Yi grinned and disappeared into the shadows with Bubu Wang.

Ten seconds later, five Sun Tribe warriors wearing gold-patterned leather armor rushed into the warehouse. The leading warrior just raised the torch and was instantly shocked by the situation in front of him.

Amid the mess on the ground, the body of a totem warrior appeared in front of them. The most terrifying thing was that there was a smile on the warrior's face.

"It's a curse!" The leading warrior suddenly screamed, staggered back two steps, and almost dropped the torch. "Quickly inform the high priest that the Gaozhuo people have stolen the holy..."

Before he could finish his words, the corpse suddenly cracked with a "click", like a broken terracotta figurine.

The next second, thick black fog like ink gushed out from the cracks, instantly engulfing the entire warehouse.

The black mist that looked like a curse was actually the pure power of the abyss, which was madly drilling into their bodies.

These warriors tried desperately to mobilize the totemic power in their bodies to resist, but they were horrified to find that these strange powers were like a thorn in their flesh, and the totemic power was corroded as soon as it came into contact with them.

"Damn Gaozhuo tribe, they are provoking us!" The leading warrior gritted his teeth and propped himself up, veins bulging under his bronze skin.

Although he temporarily suppressed the erosion with his vitality, he could feel those forces slowly spreading in his body.

"Go and call the high priest!"

Soon, the high priest who was in the center of the altar came to the warehouse.

As soon as he stepped into the warehouse, the high priest's nostrils twitched slightly.

Although the curse power remaining in the air is slightly different from the common Gaozhuo tribal witchcraft, the cold and decayed aura is exactly the same.

"High Priest, the Sixth Elder is missing."

A totem warrior knelt on one knee, with suppressed anger in his voice.

He reported in detail what he had just seen, the strange corpses, the eruption of black fog, and the erosion suffered by his companions.
The high priest listened in silence and placed his skinny hand on the warrior's shoulder.

In an instant, a bone-chilling chill ran up along the fingertips!

He hurriedly mobilized the surging solar power in his body, and dazzling golden light burst out from his palms.

The power of the sun, which has always been able to purify everything, is now like encountering a natural enemy and is in a stalemate with that power!
Fine beads of sweat oozed from the high priest's forehead. It took more than a minute before the black air was barely dispelled.

What shocked him the most was that during the purification process, the force tried to counterattack and almost flowed upstream along his palm!

"What a strange curse." The high priest withdrew his hand, a trace of fear flashing in his eyes.

"Damn the Gaozhuo tribe, what evil god did they believe in this time? How could they exert such a sinister power?"

The raid by the Gaozhuo tribe was already strange, and now this bizarre curse has appeared. The high priest only felt a dull pain in his temples.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the anxiety in his heart, and shouted sternly: "Pass the order, all soldiers retreat to the inner city and activate the totem barrier!"

"Also, immediately search the Sixth Elder's residence to find out if he has had any contact with outsiders recently!"

"Yes!" Several totem warriors took the order and left.

After giving the orders, the high priest did not leave immediately, but helped these totem warriors to eliminate the power of the abyss in their bodies.

These warriors are the elite of the Sun Tribe, with pure blood and utter loyalty, otherwise they would not be entrusted with the important task of guarding important places.

The high priest would not want anything to happen to these totem warriors, as they are important forces of the tribe. Perhaps the future chief and elders will appear among these totem warriors.

"High Priest! We found this in the room of the Sixth Elder - but no one could recognize what it was." Several totem warriors hurried over, holding a shriveled and twisted object in their hands. It was shaped like a dried earthworm, and its surface was a strange dark red.

At first glance, it was just an ordinary dried insect. The tribe had the custom of eating insects, and no one paid much attention to it at first, until an experienced warrior frowned and whispered, "Strange, I have never seen this kind of insect..."

Everyone looked at each other, no one recognized what it was.

Eventually, they decided to take it back to the high priest.

"Very good! Very good!" After seeing the insect in the totem warrior's hand, a hint of anger appeared on the high priest's face.

Although he quickly suppressed his emotions, the fleeting anger was still caught by the warriors present.

He did not blame his men for not recognizing it - in fact, it would have been surprising if they had.

This is the medium used by the wizards of the Gaozhuo tribe to cast spells. It is a blood-eating worm that is cultivated through secret methods and cannot be obtained by natural growth.

It can only survive under the nourishment of witchcraft. Once it is separated from the warmth of the spell, it will quickly dry up into this appearance.

The fact that the Sixth Elder kept this item privately meant that he had already been secretly communicating with the Gaozhuo tribe.

No wonder the Sun Tribe’s army was ambushed by the Zerg as soon as it set out today - it turned out that the traitor had been lurking for a long time!
"Reporting to the high priest, it has been found that the Sixth Elder has secretly received three groups of foreign visitors recently. As for the content of their conversation, I am sorry that I am incompetent and unable to find out." The remaining totem warriors quickly informed the great elder of the intelligence they had collected.

This was not done by Lin Yi. As the sixth elder of the Sun Tribe, it was normal for him to maintain contacts with other ethnic groups. Among all the elders present, who doesn’t have a few old friends among other ethnic groups?

However, this kind of thing cannot be said openly. After all, there are conflicts of faith between tribes. Once it is said out loud, it will only cause trouble for yourself.

Right now, the Sixth Elder's evidence and physical evidence are there, plus the evidence carefully arranged by Lin Yi, all pointing to the Sixth Elder as a traitor.

The high priest had a gloomy expression on his face. The war was tense right now and the tribe feared internal strife the most.

This matter must be resolved quickly in order to stabilize the morale of the troops.

The high priest's voice exploded like thunder over the entire tribe: "The Sixth Elder colluded with the Gaozhuo tribe and betrayed the faith of the Sun God. He will be stripped of his position as elder from now on!"

He raised the bone staff high, and a golden light shot up into the sky, condensing into a burning sun totem in the sky.

All the soldiers stopped and looked up at this sacred scene.

"People of the Sun!" The high priest's voice spread to every corner under the blessing of divine power. "The Gaozhuo people used the most despicable means to desecrate our holy objects, but the wrath of the sun will burn all the betrayers! Let those rats in the gutter know the price of angering the sun!"

"Roar--!"

The deafening roar swept across the entire tribe like a wave. The warriors beat their chests, with flames of revenge burning in their eyes.

The military morale that might have been shaken turned into an even more intense fighting spirit.

The flames on the totem poles then surged, as if responding to the tribe's anger.

Lin Yi watched all this quietly in the dark, with a playful smile on his face.

He knew very well that his strategy of diverting trouble to others was not a good one at all - it could even be said to be full of loopholes.

With the wisdom of the high priest, it is impossible for him not to see the clues.

But at this moment, the last thing the Sun Tribe needs is another enemy.

"Old fox." Lin Yi chuckled and shook his head, "You want to borrow my knife to burn down Gao Zhuo's house."

Rather than expose this somewhat clumsy frame-up, it is better to go with the flow and direct the anger of the tribesmen towards the old enemy Gaozhuo tribe, which not only resolves the internal crisis but also inspires the fighting spirit of the warriors - this high priest is indeed an old silver coin. (End of this chapter)